[Yondu curls his lip at the man's very pointed inability to notice that his companion just froze the water next to him.]

Nice shootin'. But for some reason looks like we're the only ones thinkin' any of this is unusual.

Well, worth causin' a stir anyway. [And with that Yondu whistles. His arrow lurches out. pierces right through the bucket and causes ice chunks to go flying. Then returns at whispy bird call worth of a sound, to be caught in his master's fist up by his head.]

[Yup. More confused than startled.]